A Starlit Night

If I were a Starlit Night
I would paint the sky
In darkest light

Splashing heaven in veiled disguise
To shadow dusk from mornings rise
Like jeweled beads upon a sea
Of rushing waves in tapestry
That splatter garland in colors bold
Of quickened silver and whitened gold

Moonbeams strung would drape each star
To blend what's near and blend what's far
Each velvet dropp of star and light
In dotted waves of day and night
Would catch each tear upon your face
That broke and split without a trace

Against the moons transparent veil
Where footprints mark its celestial trail
In silent sorrows ephemeral grace
The rise and fall of human race
To those that profit in affliction
To reap no truth or wise conviction
But empty praise and muddled diction

Not handed wave or handed open
To gaze upon the cruelty spoken
Of shattered sadness
And scattered madness
Of fleeting hours
And sleeping sorrows

The gilded beauty's soul is keeping
Murmur of her thoughts are weeping:
'If I were a Starlit Night
I would paint the sky
In darkest light'